{-bags of blood-}

May. 3rd, 2010

Weird way to describe it, yes, but it's honestly the only way I can describe how they feel. The pirate played by Mackenzie Crook, from Pirates of the Caribbean, who had a wooden eye, comes to mind. Oh! the splinters.

So I've been working flat out all day for two days now, on CS2, scanning pictures in, editing a little, and I can safely say it's driving me insane at a steady pace. I am sick of this pc chair, staring at the screen removing bits of dust. 'Tis not a situation I am enjoying. All I've wanted to do all day is curl up, cry, and sleep. No moar photos. Moar sleep.Tomorrow shall be worse. Tomorrow comes the all day darkroom affair. I am not looking forward to it. I know all too well, from experience, that being in a darkroom for long periods of time, working throughout the day, seriously fucks your bodyclock. Especially when you're already tired & have a fucked sleeping pattern like me. So it should be a barrel of laughs.

Enough moaning.

I have no idea what that 'thing' is but I got a few good shots with it, so I shan't complain.

My line of thought has fizzled away so I'm leaving to try and not...something. I don't know what I'm doing now. Maybe I'll go to bed and try and forget the impending horror of tomorrow.